Well, thanks for the reviews! I hope everyone is enjoying how quickly I'm actually getting all these

chapters up

Now, I'd like to issue a warning! This is sort-of a Male/Male pairing! I would tell you who the pair would be,
but then I'd be revealing who one of the Professors is. And I wouldn't want to do that just yet, now would I?

BTW, the only reason I waited so long to say that is because I forgot... lol I only remembered because there is
a small amount of fluff in this chapter. Just mild snogging, really...

MarauderinglyMagical: thanks -

QueenNarca: Yeah, I liked that part too! -

RoseWomen: Glad to hear it! -

Alright, I'm just a little curious about who everyone thinks the Professors will be... add a review and
give me your suspicions! -

"Now, drink the potion, then I'll raise my shield. Ready?"

As an answer, Ron downed the potion and grimaced. It apparently tasted horrible...

"On the count of three I'll cast the Cures. One. Two. Three... Crucio!"

Nothing happened.

"Crucio!" Snitch screamed once again, with a little more force than before.

Still, nothing happened...

"Alright. I know I'm doing this right. Weasley! Did you follow the instructions?" the Professor asked angrily.

Ron simply nodded...

"CRUCIO!" he shouted yet again, putting all his anger into the curse this time.
Dark blue sparks appeared around Ron's stomach, then disappeared.

"Wha.. Weasley! You didn't follow the instructions! However small the mistake, tell me!"

Ron blushed a light pink. "I added the chopped Newt's Eye before the clockwise stir. I didn't think it would matter..."
he confessed.

Snitch thought a moment, going over the instructions in his head. "Yes... that would make the difference. Mr.
Weasley, do you realize what you've done?" Snitch asked, a spark of excitement in his voice.

Ron frowned, confused.

"You've altered the potion to absorb the curse instead of deflect it. Two points from Gryffindor for not following the
instructions. Ten points to Gryffindor for improving a new potion so I don't have to... Class dismissed!"

Chapter5: I Is Smart!
"So, how much of this disgusting concoction am I supposed to take?" a nervous Ron asked the three girls that sat before him.

Just moments ago, all four had been hunched over a boiling cauldron containing a sickly green potion.
It would take days until their hair would be rid all the grease that the potion had produced.

"I think you're only supposed to take a small sip. Anything more would be considered an extreme
overdose... so, all-in-all, the potion should last us the whole year if we split it between ourselves."
Luna calculated in an unusually quick manner as she gave Ron a reassuring smile.

Ron just nodded and picked up the potion vile that had just been filled by Pansy. "I'll go first, then pass
it on. Just to make sure we did it right. Wouldn't want to kill one of you if we had made a mistake..."
he mumbled as he took a slow sip, as if afraid it would actually kill them.

Ron's face contorted in agony as he fell to the ground, clutching his head between both hands. Ginny
jumped up and ran to her brothers side, shooting a questioning look at Pansy. "Pansy! Is it supposed to
hurt this much! It looks like he's being attacked with a Crucio Curse!" the young read head screamed
in alarm.

Pansy just sat there, a knowing smile on her delicate lips. "Hey, calm down, Gin. He wont even
remember the pain in a few minutes. This is the only reason that I passed any of my OWLS." she said
with a smirk.

Hermione shook her head, disapproving of the actions that her boyfriend decided to take part in. 'Why
cant they just study like the rest of the student population?' she thought to herself with a slight frown,
but ultimately kept out of their business.

After a moment of convulsions, the pain finally receded. Ron gave his head a slight shake, and then
frowned. "We should have added the Willow Bark three days sooner. It would have make the potion
last two full days instead of just twelve hours." he stated with a sigh as he looked towards the messy
cauldron. "We should sell some of it. That way it won't go to waste if we redo it with a few
modifications." he stated as an afterthought. "Maybe add some Bleeding Hearts so it would become
more potent, therefore making us smarter..."

Hermione's face lit up. "Ronald, when where the Goblins finally allowed to become registered
members of the Magical world?" she asked in anticipation., as a test to see just how good the potion
actually was.

Ron thought for a moment before stating "1583. After the Goblins discovered an alternate use for
Dragons Blood."

All three girls stared in shock. Ginny and Luna hadn't expected it to actually work on Ron...

"Thats amazing!" Luna, Ginny and Hermione shouted at the same time.

"This will be perfect to use when the War begins. We'll definitely have the advantage over those
middle-aged has-beens!" Hermione concluded with a satisfied grin.

"I know what you're going to say, so please, save it. I... just feel so bad. I hate lying to them, when all
they want it to see me safe. They're only trying to help me, and here I am, hiding out right under their
noses with them being none the wiser!" Harry shouted in anger as she slammed his fist into the coffee
table that sat before him.

"Harry, I understand what you're saying, and it's true. To a point. You're not hiding. None of us are.
We're hear to protect the school. To protect your friends. If they knew who you really were, then they
would be in danger all over again. Thats why we're under the Illusion Charm..." The older man replied
quietly as he sat beside the tall blond.

Rile didn't really know what to do in a situation like this. Hesitantly, he placed his hand on the boy's
shoulder and gave it a comforting squeeze.

In a rush of motion, Harry turned himself sideways on the small sofa and wrapped his arms around
Rile's neck and began to sob hysterically. Stunned by the boy's sudden tears he simple sat there for a
moment before finally pulling Harry into a tight embrace. "Shhh... It will be alright... You just need to
have faith in yourself." Rile whispered softly as he pulled Harry an arms length away and looked into
his eyes.

"Have Faith?" he asked in disbelief "How can you say that? Half the bloody school believes that I
simply ran away! Do you know that they've brought back the D.A. Club I started in year Five? They
think that I abandoned them and left them to face Voldemort on their own!" he shouted as he hastily
swiped at the tears that were running down his face.

Rile smirked. "Well, what would you have them do? Thats what you made them believe when you left,
isn't it? You snapped your Wand in half and stated 'All I want to do is be rid of all this mess. To be
rid of all of you! ' if I remember correctly." he stated with an air of amusement.

Harry snarled and pulled himself out of the older man's grasp and stood to leave.

"Harry! Get your bloody arse over here! I'm not through with you yet!" Rile argued as he quickly made
his way over to where Harry was now standing, in front of the door. Grasping his shoulders Rile leaned
down, closer to Harry and sighed. "You have to understand. This was all your idea-"

"Oh, so now you're going to blame this all on me! T-"

"No, Harry. Just listen to me for once! What I am trying to say, is that you concocted this plan in hopes
of saving your school mates lives! You came to me for help, saying that you thought it would be best
for them... You have to admit, Harry; Ever since your first year, you've had this sort of 'Saving-People-Thing'.
The only reason you even thought of this is because you knew it was the only way to keep Hogwarts safe. And
I agreed."

Harry's anger faltered as he took in Rile's words. True, that was the exact reason he had asked for help,
but it didn't make him feel any better for what he was doing to his friends... and he voiced his thoughts.

"T-" Or at least tried to. But, as soon as he opened his mouth, Rile closed the small gap that was
between them and kissed Harry fiercely. Harry stumbled back from the sheer force of Rile's movement
and tried to move away. But Rile would have none of that. Wrapping his arms around the boy's neck,
like Harry had done just moments before, he pulled him closer in an almost vise-like grip. After a few
seconds of futile struggling, Harry gave in and kissed back with just as much force.

How they made it back to the sofa, neither knew. In a tangle of arms and legs, they fell to the plush leather couch.

And, how long the nosy, bushy-haired girl was there for; again, neither knew...

Clearing her throat loudly with her head turned away, she finally managed to gain the two Professors
attention. Both heads snapped towards the door where Hermione stood, blushing.

In a useless attempt to as nothing was going on, Rile quickly disentangled himself from the younger
boy and sat beside him, looking at the girl that had interrupted them.

"S-Sorry Professors! I was- Uh. McGonagal asked me to um... to see if you were alright. You- The
Evening feast has already started and. And you hadn't showed up..." she stated in a rush of words,
quite embarrassed as to what she had just witnessed.

Rile nodded his head in understanding. "Would you kindly inform the Headmistress that we were...
Preoccupied... And that we will be there shortly?"

Hermione's blush deepened at the choice word 'preoccupied'. "O- Of course Professor." and with that,
she left, slamming the door in her hurry to leave.

Harry could have laughed if he had not been so out of breath.

"I guess we'll have to finish this later." Rile said casually, earning a bewildered look from Harry.

"Y-you mean, you didn't just do that to- to shut me up?" he asked in amazement.

Rile rose a single brow, smirking at the boy before him. "And just why would I do that?"

Like Hermione, Harry blushed. Unlike Hermione, it wasn't just his face, but his neck and ears also.

"You do know that I've liked you since I first laid eyes on you, right?" As soon as the question left
Harry's lips, he turned his head away, even more embarrassed at his sudden confession.

Rile smiled in response and asked a question of his own. "You do know that I felt the same way about
you at that time... and still do, right?"

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. Taking advantage of the moment, Rile once again closed the distance
between them and claimed Harry's lips in a passionate kiss. (AN: lol! I bet you thought it would have
been Snitch, huh? Don't worry, I'll explain the 'Blushing Train Ride' in a flack back later on. Maybe in the next
chapter... -)

"They were what!" Ginny asked in disbelief. Hermione had gone back to the Feast blushing like mad,
but whenever anyone would ask her what had happened, she would turn a brighter shade of pink and
mumble something about telling them later, once they were back in the privacy of their Common
Room.

Which was were they currently were, thirty agonizing minutes later.

Hermione simply nodded her head in assurance that what she had just told them was true, as Ron
made a gaging sound before pretending to puke over the arm of the couch that he and Hermione were
sitting on. Hermione rolled her eyes at her boyfriends antics and slapped him behind the head.

"I've got to tell Pansy-" but before Ginny could finish her sentence, Hermione jumped from her seat.

"Don't you dare!" she bellowed menacingly; which made Ginny shrink back into the over-stuffed
arm chair she was currently occupying. "If any of you go blabbing to anyone about what I've just told
you, I swear on Magic itself that you will regret it!"

:Two Weeks Later:

"Can you believe it! He actually knew the answer! He even had his hand raised before Hermione did!"
Harry stated in awe. Never had he known Ron to take cheating to such an extent. "I'm sure there are a
couple other Professors that have noticed something. Do you think I should bring it up at the meeting
tonight?" he asked, looking towards his companions.

"Maybe you should confront him first. What if he's actually just studying? McGonagal doesn't quite
trust us yet, and to make what could be a false accusation, would ruin the small trust we have gained.
No, let's get more facts first." Balus wisely suggested. "Tea?"

"Alright class, I think that's enough for today... Remember, the three thousand word essay on Dark
Magic Counter Curses is due tomorrow at the start of class. No exceptions!" Jynx quickly stated, seeing
as the students were already out of their seats and heading for the door.

"Mr. Weasley, would you mind staying for a moment? I have something to discuss with you." the
Professor said as he sat back down at his desk, stacking the tests that had just been taken, into a pile.

Ron nodded and sat back down, waiting for the rest of the students to leave.

As the last two Slytherins made their way out, Jynx frowned. "Mr. Weasley, I'm sure you know why
I've asked you to remain..."

"Of course, Professor. You were wondering if I could grade those test papers." Ron stated with a
satisfied smirk.

AN: CLIFFY! Well, not really, but, oh-well!

Anyway! Another chapter done! -

Yes, I do realize that I have still not mentioned the second Profocy, but I'll get to it as soon as I possibly can, I
promise!

Hope you enjoyed, and remember, R&R!

Next Chapter:

"Theo, you're looking at it from a Death Eaters perspective. You have to look at it from ours. Vampires are bad.
They sided with the Giants and tried to overtake the entire Magical World. And what is that? It's Bad."

"But they'd be a help to our side, wouldn't they?"

"No Theo. And why? Say it with me now, Because Vampires are bad."

Harry let out a soft chuckle. 'Leave it to Hermione to try and make a Death Eater in training change their stripes.' he
thought to himself as he entered the Library.

Taking a seat at the table across from Hermione and Theodore Nott, Harry just stared at the pair that was studying
for their History Of Magic Class.

With a quick glance around the room, Harry smiled, then coughed, effectively gaining the two students attention.

"Miss Granger, If I could have a word with you... alone?" It was more a a statement than anything, and Hermione
knew it wouldn't be wise to ignore him. 'It's probable something about what I saw. He probably doesn't want anyone
to know about that..' she thought to herself as she gathered her books, not noticing the deep blush on her Professor's
face.

"I'll see you at supper, okay, Theo?" Without waiting for a reply, Hermione made her way to the DADA Professor.

"Is there something I can help you with, Professor?" she asked politely as she sat down at the opposite side of the
table.

Harry took a moment to slip into her mind before replying. In just a few short seconds, he had found what he had been
looking for and smiled.

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